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第3章 玄天镜

“Least I could do, Dobby,” said Harry, grinning. “Just promise never to try and save my life again.”

“So Durmstrang'll just look like a ruin to an outsider too?”

“Out of the way, out of the way!” sang Mrs. Weasley, coming through the gate with what appeared to be a giant, beach-ball-sized Snitch floating in front of her. Seconds later Harry realized that it was his birthday cake, which Mrs. Weasley was suspending with her wand, rather than risk carrying it over the uneven ground. When the cake had finally landed in the middle of the table, Harry said, “That looks amazing, Mrs. Weasley.”

“My Lord!” Snape protested, raising his wand.

“Set your hand to a statement of truth and facts, and repeat it

“No,” Harry lied easily. “‘Course not… this is something else. But I might be out of sight for a while. You know Voldemort’s snake. Neville? He’s got a huge snake… Calls it Nagini…”

“Let’s just leave!” Hermione whispered. “Disapparate now!”

“Oh, that's right, defend her,” snapped Ginny. “We all know you can't get enough of her.”

“Sir, no, don't touch—!”